After putting on the reinforcement suit, and then putting on the black windbreaker and trousers, Xia Jie's whole person was a little rougher, and with this set of clothes on his body, he could also remind himself not to use too much force, so as not to expose the matter of the reinforcement suit in front of ordinary people, and also prevent him from accidentally injuring or killing people.

Closing the door and putting the key in his pocket, Xia Jie walked downstairs.

This street was still very deserted last night, but I didn't expect that after dawn, bicycles and electric vehicles continued to pass through, and there were many pedestrians.

Along the way, Xia Jie's stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and when he saw a restaurant that mainly served on udon, he thought that it would be a good choice to eat noodles, so he raised his legs and walked in.

The clerk was polite for a while, guiding Xia Jie to take a seat, he directly ordered a large portion of beef noodles, which cost nearly 1,000 yen, but fortunately, there were 12 10,000 yuan banknotes on the gangsters who were robbed last night, plus some scattered nearly 200,000 yen, and he has only used up less than half of it now.

When the noodles came, he found that the taste of this udon noodles was a little light or even a little sweet, and it was not as delicious as the oily spicy cold noodles sold by the electric cart downstairs, but Xia Jie was already hungry, so he finished the noodles in the bowl in three or two clicks, drank a small bowl of fresh broth, and was also seven or eight points full.

After solving the stomach, the next thing is to solve the knife technique.

Xia Jie casually asked a few passers-by on the side of the street, only to know that the nearest famous martial arts hall was two streets ahead, so he walked directly over, and he just happened to eat along the way.

"Juei Co., Ltd. Meguro Branch." This is the plaque on the left side of the hall gate, and the top hall entrance is hung with the words "Miyamoto Shiro Budokan".

"That's you!"

Xia Jie didn't hesitate, and stepped directly into the door with his legs raised, and inside it was actually a kind of company front desk style, two tall ponytail girls in black samurai uniforms were smiling and facing ahead.

"Hello sir, what do you need?"

A girl spoke first, and she bowed and smiled at Xia Jie.

"Well, I want to sign up for a training class about katana, do you have any recommendations?"

Xia Jie nodded, his eyes glancing inward, not caring at all whether the two front desk ladies were beautiful or not.

"Okay, please come with me over here, Miyamoto-sama is teaching the students the authentic Juai 12 styles, and you can watch it for ten to fifteen minutes."

A high ponytail got up with a smile and led the way inside, Xia Jie's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then asked, "Juhe Twelve Styles?" Is it a knife technique? ”

"Sir, to be exact, the Iai sword is a kind of martial arts, the inheritance of the samurai spirit, not just a sword technique." The sound of the high ponytail is a bit playful.

"Oh, that's good."

Xia Jie nodded, as long as it is a knife technique, he wants to survive in the future battles, this kind of experienced and inherited knife technique must have its essence!

As he walked, Xia Jie's eyes lit up, and he carefully pricked up his ears and listened.

"Huh."

In the corridors of this pavilion, the sound of this sharp blade cutting through the air was obvious.

"Boom."

A steady slashing sound was followed by a soft swing of knives.

"Sir, this is it, please."

Gao Ponytail opened a door for Xia Jie, and the scene inside instantly jumped into front of him, this is an indoor sports hall larger than a basketball court, a slightly white-haired man is teaching knife skills in front, and two rows of young people standing behind are imitating one by one.

Gao Mawei and Xia Jie's location is exactly southwest of the gymnasium, which will not affect the teaching at all, so the two of them are here to observe, and the teaching in the tube is still continuing.

Xia Jie's eyes tightened, and he kept following the movements of the white-haired man in the lead.

The man's body squatted slightly, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and pressing his right hand on the hilt of the knife, choking! He pulled out the knife and slashed upward, he drew the knife very quickly, and it was not difficult to see that he was still a little level.

"It's kind of interesting." Xia Jie nodded, although the man's posture was a little weird, but the rhythm of swinging the knife was still worth learning, fast and steady.

Swish! After the blade rose to the highest point, the man's knife momentum changed again, and his hands clenched and slashed downward, making the same sound of breaking the air as before.

Xia Jie continued to watch.

However, after the man slashed, he slowly put the knife back into the sheath and inserted it into his waist, then tied the rope and knelt down, and the students behind him also followed him and knelt down, and there was an evil atmosphere in the whole field in an instant, as if some church ceremony was being held.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Xia Jie asked the high ponytail beside him puzzled.

"This is the spirit of bushido, respect for opponents, humility and perseverance."

What the? A few black lines appeared on Xia Jie's face, he was here to find a way to kill the enemy, and he didn't come to learn some bullshit bushido spirit!

Humility? Aliens want to talk to you about humility? However, Xia Jie still calmed down and continued to watch, thinking that this might be a cultural difference, and he didn't learn this bullshit bushido, so he couldn't care about it at all.

But in ten seconds, the man stood up again, changed directions, and he returned to his previous posture, squatting slightly, his feet lined up, holding the knife in his left hand and holding the handle in his right hand.

Choke, pull out the knife and flirt.

Whew, swing the knife and slash.

Tie up, kneel.

After more than ten seconds, the man got up again, changed his direction again, and repeated the same set of actions.

Teasing up, slashing down, lacing, kneeling.

In the process, the time has passed slowly!

The man got up again, changed direction again, teased, chopped, tied, knelt down......

Xia Jie was stunned! This is bushido? Iai knife?

"You MMP! Teasing Lao Tzu?! ”

His face was already black and smelly, and he just turned around and left, he couldn't continue to look at it, he felt that this was an insult to his already low IQ!

"Hey, sir? Where are you going? You haven't said if you want to sign up yet? ”

Gao Ponytail was still looking at Miyamoto Shirou with admiration, but Xia Jie's sudden departure woke her up.

Xia Jie didn't reply: "I don't sign up." ”

The quiet environment of the corridor allowed him to hear the voices in the gym, but in the gym, he couldn't hear the conversation between him and Gao Ponytail, until Xia Jie walked out of the martial arts hall, and the Miyamoto Shirou and the students who were teaching did not notice that such a person was coming.

"It seems that I still think too much, and modern society no longer values this ancient killing technique."

Xia Jie shook his head and chose to give up this improvised idea.

And he thought about it, even if there was really a martial arts hall with that kind of killing technique inheritance, could he learn it with him, a person with no outsiders? I'm still a little naïve.

But anyway, it was a temporary idea, even if it failed, Xia Jie had nothing to be angry about, with the remaining more than 110,000 yen, he went to buy a large package of instant noodles and drinking drinks for consumption, and then returned directly to the capsule hotel.

In fact, the martial arts hall he came to see today still had some gains, and he saw an introduction from Miyamoto Shiro, a thing he had seen a lot, but he had not been able to learn and understand.

Swordsmanship?! Knife technique?!

Xia Jie has seen a lot of costume dramas in his own world, and although the martial arts in novels, movies or TV may be mostly performed, one thing cannot be denied, that is, there are always so many ways to use swords!

Teasing, chopping, stabbing, splitting, pressing, chipping?

These words seemed to jump out of his memory at once, and Xia Jie felt like a blessing.

Although in TV, the protagonists always have peerless martial arts, a few feet in a leap, the strength can cut gold and jade, a silver sword, a steel knife dance is elegant, handsome and domineering, jumping up and stabbing down, that is Mount Tai pressing the top, a sword stabbing out left and right, that is a sword from the west! These moves may be in the name, but one thing is similar in the end, that is, the purpose is to control the enemy and kill people!

Xia Jie doesn't know martial arts, but he has a strengthening suit!

The strengthening suit is blessed with huge strength and speed, as long as he can find the right opportunity to make a knife, the speed of swinging the knife is fast enough! Accurate enough! Stable enough! That's how to do it!

Although the idea was very rough, Dan Li was still such a reason, Xia Jie decided to try to practice it.

Back at the hotel, he took off his windbreaker and black pants, wearing only a reinforced suit, and then threw out the black knife that was placed at his waist!

Lighting a candle bought from the old lady downstairs and making it stand on a long wooden cabinet, Xia Jie took two steps back, and behind him was the door.

In this small space, this is the most suitable position, not far and not close, and just enough to ensure that the black knife can be deployed.

Xia Jie began the practice method he had come up with, holding the black knife in his right hand and swinging it forward horizontally, without activating the blessing of the reinforcement suit.

"Huh!"

The black knife flashed in front of him, slashing at a distance two inches higher than the candle flame, Xia Jie buried his head and ignored it, and swung it forward again.

"Huh!"

This time, the black knife is three points more than an inch away from the candle flame! Xia Jie thought about it and pressed his hand down again.

"Huh!"

This time his hand was too low, and when the blade of the knife was slashed, the candle was directly cut in two, and the edge of the knife appeared a finger's width under the candle flame, and the severed candle head was still burning on the ceramic floor lying on the side.

Although he missed again, Xia Jie didn't care about failure, he walked over and picked up the fallen candle head, touched a little candle oil to stick it, and then stood two meters away and continued to swing the knife!

He didn't remember where he saw this method, but he remembered a story about a swordsman who stabbed a candle with a sword every day, and later, the tip of the sword was three feet away from the fire, and the candle was extinguished.

Later, the swordsman stabbed the screen made of silk in the air, and at first the screen was pierced with a small hole in the tip of the needle, which changed every month, and then a sword stabbed away, the tip of the sword was three feet away from the screen, and the screen was pierced with a hole the size of a human head.

It is said that this is called sword qi.

Xia Jie didn't expect that he could practice this kind of mysterious thing, he only hoped that he could use this method to exercise his accuracy in swinging a knife! Make sure you can hit the enemy's loophole in that instant to win!

With a strengthened suit, you don't have to worry about the lack of strength or anything, but if you can't cut someone, no matter how great the power is, it's empty talk!